Listen upDon't get hurt, don't you get hurtDon't get hurt, don't you getDon't get hurt, don't you get hurtDon't get hurt, don't you get

A young man is a pull pinLooking for a grenade, yeahA young woman will drive you placesYou never meant to goBut epiphany is such a clicheWell, there's plenty of fish in the wrong seaLike there's a premium on mystery again